I couldn’t believe my ears. Why wasn’t I born deaf? Atleast I wouldn’t have heard the abomination that came of Frank’s mouth.
“What? Frank! What do you mean?” I screamed in shock.
“You heard me Lisa. I want in. It’s the only way we can get even.” Frank replied.
“Frank, you can’t be serious. Are you?” Lara asked in a shaky voice.
“You both heard me. So what’s the deal? Are we doing this or not?” Frank retorted very arrogantly.
I couldn’t believe it, I was in shock and I didn’t know how to express it. Lara and I had no choice, but still, I didn’t want to do it. I didn’t want to go along with Frank’s blackmail. What if it was a trap? But what could be worse than what was already happening?
“Frank, this is rape. I hope you know that.” Lara cried.
“Rape? Not at all ladies. I won’t be forcing anyone. I’m going to fuck you sweetly and both of you are going to love it. So No, it’s not rape. By the time we start, you are going to beg me not to stop and and you will ask me to give it to you. So what’s the deal? Are we doing this or not?” Frank hissed.
It was as if I was looking at a stranger. Lara and I begged Frank not to do this to us, but the more we begged, the more adamant he became. The Frank I saw that day was different from the prude I had courted right from my university days, a man who was without sin, I was looking at a sexually dominative, assertive and fearless man. He never blinked when he spoke. Lara and I begged him to reconsider his Ultimatum but it was as if his heart was removed to make room for his stomach. After lots of pleadings, I asked him what he wanted and how he wanted to go about it.
“So what do you want Frank?” I asked.
“I’ve told you already. Is it really necessary I repeat myself? Lisa? Is it?” he spat angrily.
“How do we go about this? How do you want it?” I asked again.
“Well, you can start by spreading your slut’s leg open.” he replied.
I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I couldn’t subject Lara to that kind of ridiculous experience, I felt for her, she cried bitterly, so much so that my heart broke into a thousand pieces. I couldn’t go through with it. Apart from feeling sorry for Lara, I wasn’t sure how I would feel watching my husband’s cock fuck another. His big juicy cock. It was mine, all mine.
“Frank I can’t do this, please don’t make me do this. I beg you my Love.” I pleaded.
“What? Are you jealous that your friend would enjoy my cock like you do? Common Lisa, I’m sure you can share.” Frank mocked looking me straight in the eye. It was as if the bastard could read my mind, I was amazed at his last statement. “Mind you, I am not forcing anyone to stay. You can leave anytime you want, I have no objections to that. Just understand what’s at stake because I am not bluffing.”
“Frank, I have never been with another man except my husband. Please I beg you, don’t do this.” Lara cried, kneeling on the bed.
“I will seldom use force or violence to maintain the status quo. I will respect you,” Frank replied. “You can leave at almost any time. You’re on your knees, but not less of a person. I respect women a lot, if not, I would have made some phone calls already and exposed you Dykes.”
With that, Frank stripped naked. First, he took off his tie, then his shirt. His belt slid easily through the loops and onto the floor with his pants. His cock sprang upward like a fleshy spear, pointing directly at us and we both stared at his hard cock. He kicked his pants away and took off his socks. Then sat down naked in the chair and just watched. OMG the man had the body of a Greek god. It was hard and powerful. My nipples got hard just looking at him. Funny enough, I looked at Lara and was shocked at what I noticed. She had her eyes fixed on Frank’s hard cock, she was practically drooling over his cock. The tears on her face dried up and lust was written all over her face. I couldn’t believe it, jealousy overwhelmed me.
“Frank!” I screamed out. “What do you think you are doing? Put your clothes back on you perv. Are you really serious about this? I won’t go through with this nonsense. Go ahead and do your worst. I will not be held captive by you.”
“Oh really?” Frank said. “Fine then, I’m out of here. I hope you both are prepared for what’s coming.”
Was I really prepared to call Frank’s bluff? Was I ready to face the world if my little secret got out? Before I could even think and come to a conclusion, I heard Lara say,
“No Frank, wait. Please don’t go. I can’t afford the scandal. Please. If you want to go ahead with this, then there is nothing I can do. I’m ready, just promise me you will delete the picture afterwards.”
What the fuck was I hearing? How did this Bitch go from ‘please Frank don’t do this’ to ‘yes Frank, fuck my brains out’. Like seriously? I couldn’t believe it. The worse part was that her eyes didn’t leave Frank’s cock. I couldn’t get over the way her eyes lit up as soon as Frank’s big hard cock came in view. Lara! Oh my Lara was drooling over my husband’s cock. I wanted to slap senses into her but I couldn’t dare, it wasn’t as if she had a choice. But she didn’t even hide her lust for my husband’s cock.
“Good girl, I knew you will do the right thing. Like I said, I’m not forcing no one you can leave if you want. No one is my captive here. Is that understood?”
“I want to be here. You’re not forcing me. Please let me stay and I’ll do what you want, I will follow the rules. You’re the leader,” came flowing out of Lara’s mouth.
Was I dreaming? What the hell was happening? I just lost a loyal sister, friend and lover to my husband’s monster cock.
“From now on, I am not Frank.” He said, waving his finger at Lara. Then turning to me, he said, “Tell her what to call me.”
Reluctantly, I looked at Lara and said, “Sir. Call him Sir.”
Lara grinned and nodded. She was dripping sex and filled with lust. I was jealous but also consumed in Lust.
“As for you Lisa, you know my name, but if you ever use it you will be punished. I am Master or Sir. Your real names are irrelevant, you’ll forget it soon enough. You both are now fucksluts.” he said.
What the fuck??? Frank was role playing? In and awkward situation like this?
“Confident, aren’t you, Frank Richardson?” I said. “Like hell will I ever cooperate.”
“Oh! How nice, slut. I like it when you are stubborn. I love to break stubbornness. For disobeying me, you will get punished. Remember, this happening here is all your fault. I knew you were a slut, but a dyke?”
I suddenly felt shamed, I didn’t know if Frank really meant to humiliate me or if he was just role playing. But I was so embarrassed. I bowed my head in shame and looked to the ground.
“Look at me when I’m talking you, you little slut. Lara will have to choose your punishment. For disobeying me.” he said.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I mean, who the hell did Frank think he was? Punishment? In a time like this? Come to think of it, what was I expecting:? A reward? For what?
“What the hell are you talking about Frank?” I asked feigning ignorant. But Frank ignored me and looked at Lara, then he said,
*Punishmentioned Or Prize? ………
“What punishment do you think your lover deserves for disobeying me. And let me warn you, don’t even think of playing stubborn with me. I’ve lost my patience. Any of you piss me off one more time and I’m out of here.”
“I promise not to be stubborn Sir. Whatever you want Sir. Please!.” Lara begged.
I couldn’t tell if Lara was speaking out of fear or out of lust. I looked into Frank’s face, searching for any sign of common humanity. Instead all I saw was harshness and hunger.
“Good girl. Now what punishment does your lover deserve?” Frank asked.
“Spa-spa-spanking Sir.” Lara stammered.
“Nice one slut. You will make a good slut. I promise to give you a treat.” Turning to me, he said, “don’t you dare piss me off Lisa. I’ve managed not to get upset. One more mistake and I will walk out of here. So be a good little slut and lay here.” He said to me as he patted his laps and gestured me to lie on it with all seriousness as he sat on the chair. It was obvious it was going to happened. And the last thing I wanted was to piss him off even more.
As I followed his commands obediently laying my body softly over his hot, hard, secured lap, I tentatively and shyly stretched forward gracefully, slowly, and sensuously. I already began to anticipate the forthcoming spanking, my lips glistening within as I concentrated on grasping the edges of the chair with my sweaty palms. As my heartbeat raced I inhaled deeply trying to steady my nerves, taking in the heady and intoxicating scent of my Master’s desires mixed with my wet pussy. I wondered if he could smell it too.
Suddenly I felt him grabbing my waist firmly and pushing me forward towards the floor, my hands instinctively came up, bracing myself as my backside ended up exactly as he orchestrated over his right thigh. I responded according my limbs swinging into submission as his own personal love doll, only too eager to maneuver my body and increase any access to my holes. My heart pounded even harder in my chest as I was lost in the tangle of thick strands of my black hair blinding me, a slave to sensation and my Master’s will.
I felt him caressing my thighs as he spread them apart gently in such bold contrast to the burning heat of what was to come. When he was happy with my posture and ensured I was suitably exposed and spread, I could feel a tremble within. I tried so hard to restrain the anticipation but my thighs were shaking with fear, anxiety, desire and passion, anger and betrayal. Thoughts were racing through my mind as I waited for that first sharp slap: How many will he give me? How many do I deserve? How many can I stand? Where will they be? Which ass cheek will he strike first? Will I be able to handle it? Will I be able to please? Will I be able to sit down after? What will happen to our marriage after all this? Will he really fuck Lara while I`m here? Do I really deserve this?
“Ohh, that lovely ass. I am certainly going to enjoy this. You both should be ashamed of yourselves, fucking on my bed without care. This will teach you to mess with me you Sluts. One more thing, you had better enjoyed this as much as I am going to, or else.” he mocked as he caressed my butt. I shook my body as if I wanted to resist him
“Are you going to be good and behave, bitch? Or am I going to have to get rough with you?” Frank growled.
I was mortified when I realized that my pussy was actually getting warm. The horrid truth was that this was frighteningly similar to one of my fantasies. His hand on my butt seemed to turn me on and I felt that sweet heat of shame which made me ripple with delight, rejoicing in the embarrassment and humiliation of it all. Spread and open on his lap about to get the whooping I deserved and shamefacedly embracing it, ass wide open, in the midst of it all as Lara watched.
I was so consumed by these thoughts and emotions that the first hard smack seemed to come out of nowhere and shattered all trains of thought, bringing me back down to the world of physical sensations with a sweet sharp sting. I couldn’t help but gasp for air with the pain and surprise. Lara gasped loudly too, I bet it took her by surprise too. The sound rang in my ears as the stinging burn pierced my very soul, setting my ass on fire, but there was no time to recompose as the next hard smack rained down with such force that my butt jiggled in a delightful dance of the flesh, and I could imagine his wicked smile.
I tried to steady my breath and keep my nerve as the smacks came hard and fast, 3, then 4, then 5 exactly in that same hotspot and I let out a high pitched scream of anguish I could no longer contain. Frank was not holding back. As my ass cheeks continued to blaze I felt his hands rubbing the sensitive area gently, such a sweet contrast. Frank knew the perfect balance of pleasure and pain for me, pushing my limits and sometimes punishing me but then rewarding me too. He was not just a master of physicality and sensation, but also of psychological manipulation and emotional erotica. He engaged my brain as well as my sex and when the two were interlocked, the heights of pain and pleasure seemed to be even more limitless and profound. He dipped his dexterous fingers into my soaking pussy, where my true feelings were evident, that tight wet hole that was his to stretch and stuff.
“See how wet you are? You slut! You should be in pain but your cunt is sopping wet. You must really be enjoying the pain you bitch.” he groaned.
“I’m sorry sir. But you asked me to enjoy it as much as you do.” I moaned.
“Be quiet. You will speak when I ask you to speak. “Do you know you are a slut?” he asked. But I was silent, after all, he asked m e to be silent.
“I expect an answer, little slut. I’m going to finger your pussy until I get one.” He began rubbing my clit with his fingers. My pussy hummed with pleasant recognition as he continued to finger my soft folds, his digits gliding with an effortless rhythm as my clitoris hardened with need and budding pleasure.
I whimpered, shaking my head.
“Please…stop!” But inside a different side of me was screaming ‘More! Put your fingers inside me! Don’t stop! Fuck me with your fingers.’ Though I didn’t dare voice it out because I was ashamed.
I felt so humiliated. Why this? Why in front of Lara? I looked up at her and she was shivering in lust. I could tell she was very horny and her pussy was begging for release. I noticed she tried to touch her pussy. Frank must have noticed too because her suddenly screamed at her.
“Get your dirty hands off your cunt you slut. You don’t touch your pussy till I say so and no one is cumming in this room until I say so. Don’t worry, I will make you my fuckslut soon. You have no idea what awaits you. Better don’t disobey me unless you want me to tie you up.”
Lara quickly pulled her hand away from her pussy and took it behind her back. I could see her inner thighs glistening with her pussy juice.
Frank went ahead to expand me further, pushing my thighs even wider apart and ordered me to lift my ass, so he could dive deeper into my wet, dripping hole of desire. My dams were broken and my slick sticky wetness was everywhere leaving trails down my thighs. He continued to massage every part of my ass which welcomed his soothing touch over that reddened skin.
“Apart from being a good slut, you also make a lovely pet and we both know I have you right where I want you.” he said.
I was right in his tight grip. There was nothing left of me to surrender as I melted and melded into him.
As I anticipated his next move, his long fingers slid within me again, pressing on that sweet spot within whilst grazing my swollen clit until I felt that I could burst. As he felt me clamp down on his fingers from within he suddenly pushed them in harder and faster, finger fucking me as he rubbed my clit. I was moaning uncontrollably as his fingers worked inside me frantically, using my wetness to dive deeper, further, and to unravel the sweet tension which he did so well. I heard myself crying out,
“Please may I cum Sir?” as I was desperately trying to hold back.
I heard Frank’s deep voice in response
”You may cum now, Slut.”
As I released the reins of physical control, I exploded within. As I reached that intense climax, surrendering to the waves of pleasure as they rippled through me from head to toe, I let out a deep moan, aching for every sweet inch of him, and as I shuddered with desire, he held me so close bending down and whispering
I felt his hot breath against my ear as he rolled me over to face him, pushing me up into his lap
“Now lick my fingers clean like a good girl, and clean up this mess you’ve made”.
“Yes Sir” I replied as I felt my cheeks ablaze with embarrassment and he gave me a wickedly stern but pleased smile. I was trembling and elated in that euphoric aftermath of orgasmic bliss pressed into his lap as I felt his hard cock stirring beneath me. He stroked my smooth pussy softly while I sucked my salty juices from his fingers as I stared into his eyes. Then he plunged them back into me and tasted them himself before feeding me more of that salty wetness. I could feel my pussy throbbing harder against his cock, desperate for his cock inside me but he ignored me and pushed me off his laps and I fell to the ground,
*My Cock, Not Yours……..
“You,” he said pointing to Lara. “Come here.”
She quickly got up and made to walk to him. “On your knees, crawl over here and suck my cock.” he ordered her and she quickly dropped to her knees. “Suck it now Slut.” he ordered, pointing at his huge cock. Feeling humiliated and oddly thrilled, she crawled over to Frank until his heavy cock hung just in front of her mouth. She felt a surge of arousal at the sight of that huge cock so close to her face.
His vein-covered penis was already throbbing, erect and eager to be sheathed in her warm, wet mouth. It was appalling…and Lara’s mouth went slack. She went at it ravenously, trying to stick the whole shaft down her throat at once. She gagged but wouldn’t allow herself to stop, as she took it from her mouth and licked up and down the sides, then around the head before plunging her mouth down on it again. Lara was practically worshiping Frank’s cock. It was the second real cock she had ever come in contact with. And it was the biggest cock she had ever seen live. She was shivering as she sucked.
“Now suck on my balls, bitch.” he ordered her.
Slowly, tenderly, She took his balls into her mouth, sucking on it gently between her lips. As she hungrily lapped at Frank’s testicles, she fondled the soft folds between her lips. Sucking on one testicle long and hard, she relished his soft moans, then switched to the other testicle, sucking just as tenderly as she felt his body tense up with pleasure and the effort to repress his burgeoning instinct to come. As she lapped, sucked, and tenderly laved his testicles, I could tell she felt an odd sense of power over him
Meanwhile, Frank held her hair back from her face, caressing her scalp as she continued to lick and make soft slurping sounds.
Her hands glided across the skin below his belly button, stroking him with tantalizing caresses as her tongue laved his sac. She continued to suck and slide her tongue all along the heavy sac until Frank’s voice intruded once more.
“Not a bad start, Slut. How does it taste?”
Lara could see Franks’s straining cock now. It was a big, long, monumental phallus with a drop of pre-cum beaded at the tip.
“It tastes good Sir.” Lara said looking up at him.
“Mmmmm….good girl. You’re doing so good, little cunt. Now let’s see how much of me you can take between those pretty lips, shall we?”
Lara no sooner heard those words, and she was already licking up from the base of his cock to the tip, twirling her tongue along his glans, teasing his bulbous head with deft strokes. She smothered the head of his cock, slurping loudly as she vacuumed in the tip. Her hands played with his testicles, caressing the soft folds in ways similar to what her mouth had done earlier. His soft groans and grunts spurred her on, exciting her and making her pussy warm and wet, pulsing with a fiery need on its own. Soon, she was pressing her lips firmly around his shaft and impaling her mouth on his rigid meat. She relaxed her throat as her tongue cradled the underside of his shaft, slurping loudly as her lips rushed down towards his pubic.
“AAAHHH! Damn, little slut. You’re a cock-munching cunt aren’t you?” Frank grunted even deeper and with genuine appreciation as Lara’s mouth bottomed out on his shaft, her nose pressed against his crotch. “OOoohhh yeah, little cunt. Sniff my crotch with my shaft down your throat. Uhhh!!!” He growled, holding the back of her head as he thrust his cock forward into her mouth with short little bursts.
“Make me cum you slut, ahhhhhh.” Frank growled more.
The moisture between her legs became a steady stream as she bobbed her head up and down. Her jaw was beginning to ache when he finally grabbed her hair with both hands and forced himself deep into her throat. He held her head steady as he unloaded gush after gush of his cum into her. All she could do was swallow to keep from drowning. Lara relaxed her throat further, preventing the gag reflex, and pressed her mouth as tightly around his cock as she could. She felt his hot manhood straining inside her mouth, yearning to gush down her throat. He half-sighed, half-growled before finally letting the her come up for air off of his cock. She coughed and sputtered, strings of cum dangling from her lips to the tops of her supple breasts.
“Looks like you got me messy. Now clean me up.” He ordered, wiping his cock across her lips. She licked every spot on his cock, dipping into the pee hole with her tongue to get every bit of him. When he was satisfied she’d gotten everything, he pushed her away. I looked up at him and and he avoided looking me in the eyes. He got off the chair and that made me curious as to what he was up to.
*She Squirts For Him………
“Get up there, bitch. I want you on your hands and knees facing the headboard, ass up.” he ordered.
“Yes Sir,” Lara replied as she climbed onto the bed, moving into position as he had asked.
I could see curiosity written all over her face as she didn’t know what to expect next. I was also curious, was he going to punish her by spanking her like he did to me? And for what?
Frank walked up to Lara and knelt behind her. He bent over and and surprised Lara. She was shocked when she felt her pussy dripping with lust as something wet and soft prodded at her from behind. It was his tongue. She moaned as Frank’s tongue pressed into her silken folds, lapping at her juices. His rough hands cupped her ass cheeks, spreading them wider as he continued to feast on her pussy. His tongue darted into her slit even as his fingers rubbed devastating circles against her clit. She bit her lip to stifle a louder moan as the agony of pent-up desire tore through her loins and morphed her nipples into tight little nubs.
“Ooohh god…” she crooned, “please, Sir…Uuhhh!!”
“Please what, Slut?” Frank said between slurps, his finger now plunging into her pussy as his tongue continued its efforts. Meanwhile his other hand was fondling her aching breasts, pinching her nipples and squeezing her breasts like stress balls. She groaned at the mingling sensations of pain subsumed by much greater pleasure, her gathering juices trickling onto Frank’s tongue. Her body was on fire all over, her clitoris as rigid as a man’s penis. Her orgasm was building, its tendrils infiltrating throughout her body like an infection. Her inner core was like a volcano destined to burst, her snatch now dripping fresh cream at a steady rate.
“Aaaaahhh! Please lick my pussy, Sir. I want to…I want to come.”
“Mmmm!! SLURP!” Frank plunged two of his fingers faster into her pussy, ramming them savagely into her intimate depths as she quivered and crooned.
“Yes, please. Fuck me with your fingers, Sir. Fuck my pussy just like that,” she moaned, her body betraying her. Her nipples hardened, so sensitive as his hand brushed across them and then reached down between her legs, gently pinching her clitoris. That agonizing application of pressure on her over-stimulated nerve bundle nearly sent the naked captive over the edge.
“OOOohhhh. I want to come so badly, Sir. Please make me come. My pussy needs to come!” she begged.
Did she actually want this sick man to make her gush in his mouth? How could Lara loose it so easily to my husband even when she knew I was watching. Lara was completely lost in the oblivion of ecstasy when Frank’s fingers continued to slide furiously between her legs, his thumb caressing her pearled nub until it went off like an explosion inside her loins.
Lara squealed as her body convulsed on Frank’s two fingers, her juices spurting in his face. She heard the sounds of him hungrily lapping at her sex fluids, and when he finally pulled away his mouth and chin were glistening with her wetness.
“Ahh fuck. You’re definitely a squirter,” he growled with satisfaction. “I love that.”
Lara collapsed on the bed in exhaustion. She was panting furiously. ‘That should have been me.’ I screamed in my head. I wanted to cry out in jealousy. That surge of jealousy was only gathering in strength though as I felt the urge to claw Lara’s eyes out as I watched my best friend squirt for my husband. Frank had threatened to fuck Lara and make me watch and truly he lived it up. When was this nightmare going to be over? Hasn’t he tortured me enough? What will become of our marriage after this? What will happen to my relationship with Lara after this? He had gotten Lara to cum so the nightmare should be over. But I was wrong. Frank had only began.
“I will be back in five minutes. Don’t anybody move. Or else!” he said as he walked out of the room.
It was the longest five minutes of my life. Lara and I couldn’t look eachother in the eye, we couldn’t even speak to eachother it was the most awkward moment of my life, and I thought I had seen worst things. What was that sick man going to do to us? Oh Lara! My lover, my sister. What has this man done to us. Lara’s face was covered with a look of shame-tinged regret. She had gone from crying and pleading not to be taken advantage of by Frank to actually being consumed by lust and drooling when she saw Frank’s cock. But who could blame her? Frank was a god! Even a virgin nun would throw away her veil at the sight of his naked body. Why should I blame her for being turned on? Besides, all this was my fault. But why couldn’t she resist? This was a great opportunity for her to run out of the house. Why wasn’t she moving? She threw inhibitions to the wind and enjoyed my husband in front of me. ‘Oh Lisa, where is your good sense of judgement?’ I thought to myself. Part of me wanted to hate Lara and make her pay for enjoying my husband right in front of me, the other part of me made excuses for her because she didn’t have a choice. Clearly, Lara and I felt a thrill of mixed feelings, a little ‘Fear’ of the unknown and ‘Excitement’ for what may still come.
What was Frank up to? Where did he go? I could swear he left us in that room on purpose so we could die in the awkwardness of the situation. That sick son of a bitch!
Suddenly, Frank opened and walked into the room in all his self glory, he flung the door open and said,
“Hello sluts, missed me much? Who is ready to feel my cock? Let’s see, who will go first?”
Before I could say anything, Lara replied “I will Sir. I will go first.”
“Good girl, that was the plan. Lisa was to watch.” then he turned to me, don’t worry Honey. You will get your turn soon. Or better yet,” then he paused and walked to the bedside drawer where I stored all my toys. He got my big glass phallus. I wondered if he was going to fuck Lara with it. I felt so jealous. That glass toy was brand new and I had bought it specially for myself. ‘Now this son of a bastard was going to fuck Lara with it?’ I thought in my head. But surprisingly, he walked passed Lara and headed to me. He handed it over to me and said,
“Take this Slut. You are going to need it.” I didn’t take it from him. Then he said, “Trust me.” and then winked at me. Still, I refused to take it from him. I was too ashamed to say or do anything in the nightmarish situation. Frank dropped the glass cock beside me on the couch and walked back to Lisa.
“Now turn over. I want you on your back.”
Lara flopped onto the bed. Her hands caressed Frank’s chest as he hovered right above her. She looked down, biting her lip and feeling a twinge of lust re-energizing her just-sated womanhood. His huge, thick cock was poised just inches from her helplessly spread legs, and she found herself wanting to feel his length inside her, stretching her pussy. Yet Frank was abruptly sliding off the bed instead, and disappointment surged through every part of Lara’s fully aroused nakedness.
“Patience, cunt. If I’m going to pound that tight pussy, I’m going to do it my way.”
He came back with his neck tie and tied her hands, and with two pieces of clothing and tied her ankles to the bedposts, forcing her to spread her legs even wider. Now her pussy was fully exposed, its pubic hair and moist lips revealing a gaping slit just begging to be shoved full of cock. He pressed his mouth between her legs, tasting her one more time and lubricating the tight, wet passage even more. Then he jumped up onto the bed and knelt between her creamy thighs. Then he poised his egg-shaped cock head at the entrance to her pussy. Lara watched as the first inch of his cock spread her cunt lips. Then he stopped as if frozen in time. He looked at her, his eyes harsh yet tender. Expectant.
“What do you want, little cunt? SAY IT YOU SLUT.”
Lara licked her lips, trying to decide whether she should surrender fully to this powerful male with total control who was about to take her in the most intimate place imaginable even as her best friend and lover watched. She didn’t care about me at that moment, she couldn’t give a fuck if I was there or not. There was no inner battle playing out in her mind at that moment. She had felt Frank’s big cock and ofcourse, why wouldn’t she want to go all the way? Why stop now?
Somehow, our eyes met, I saw guilt in her eyes, and I was glad she had come to her senses and was about to call the madness off. But my joy was cut short. She suddenly looked at his long, pulsing penis and said the words that her feminine instincts yearned for her to say.
“Fuck me, Sir. Please ram that cock hard into my pussy! Fuck me so hard deep down.”
After she said those words Franks plunged into her damp heat like a battering ram. Lara gasped at the fullness as his over ten-inch cock stretched her velvety sheath like a hurled spear. She clenched her hands and fought for breath as his big hands gripped her by the neck and used the grip as leverage to begin plowing into her slickened snatch. Her body squirmed underneath him as he thrust his pelvis forward, his balls slapping forward even as his cock buried itself to the hilt in her wet and welcoming warmth.
“UhH!!! Oooh!!!” Lara moaned, her body juicing up around his cock. Her cunt hugged his shaft as it flew through her soft heat, sucking him in greedily. She scream-moaned louder now, and Frank put a hand over her mouth to stifle the sound.
“SSSHHH! We don’t want to attract attention from the neighbors, you cute little bitch! You’ll have to cum on my cock quietly, Slut. Moan bitch, not scream.”
Lara stifled her moans, her throbbing cunt continuing to relish each pulverizing fuck as Frank’s penis slammed home into her wetness. The constant friction was joined by the feeling of that cock penetrating so deeply it seemed it would somehow fly through her cervix and into her very womb. It was almost too much for her. The pleasure assaulted her in waves, that cock sliding between her aching folds as her cunt twitched and spasmed around his rigid length. She was creaming hard on his dick, her pussy gushing.
By this time, my pussy was tingling and at that point and I didn’t care about anything at all except to watch these two have an orgasm. Finally I could not take any more teasing and I had to ease my ‘pain’. So I slipped one hand between my thighs, letting it drift closer and closer to my aching pussy. It was so hot, the heat radiating from my core felt like I might spontaneously combust. By now I was uncaring of where my hands trailed, I would stroke my breasts, rolling and pinching my nipples, pulling harshly on the sensitive peaks. Rubbing my hands between my thighs again, I ran my fingers between my wet pussy lips, glancing across my clit and gasping at the touch. Arching my back and pressing against the couch, it felt delicious to stroke my swollen little clit. Oh how something so tiny could feel so good and give so much pleasure. I pressed my fingers harder against my clit. My vagina lips were so swollen, I slipped two fingers inside me, feeling such excitement as my fingers moved in and out of my vagina and pressed on my clit. My nipples were hard once again. It felt so good, but not enough. I needed something more, something bigger. With one hand still between my thighs, I stylishly and shamelessly picked up the glass cock I had rejected earlier and ran the tip of the glass cock over my lips, letting my tongue slip out to wrap around the bulbous head; sucking the glass pleasure toy as though it were a lover between my lips.
Watching Frank fuck Lara got me so hot that I could explode. The feel of hate and jealousy I felt earlier had disappeared and was replaced with total lust. I was so horny and needed a release. The fuck cries coming from Lara drove me wild. Frank was talking dirty to her and she was screaming and whining like a bitch.
I wrapped my lips around the glass shaft, sucking and licking the toy as I ran my fingers swiftly across my clit, alternating between a soft fluttering stroke and a harder more forceful touch.
Finally I reached down until I could slip the glass toy into my pussy, arching my back with a gasp as I felt my walls stretch to accommodate the thick glass cock. I pressed it deeper with one hand and stroked my clit with the other. But it wasn’t enough; I needed it deeper, harder.
I took the glass cock and fixed it inbetween the heavy bolster cushion and quickly mounted it, sitting on it and still facing Frank and Lisa.
I was able to grind my pussy against the fabric, pressing the glass cock harder and deeper inside me. Riding it as I freed my hands so that I could stroke my clit with one hand and tease my nipples with the other. I rode the toy harder and rougher, grinding my fingers against my clit pinching my nipples. I occasionally threw my head back and felt the prickles all over my skin.
That familiar feeling was roiling in my stomach and growing. It was like a tingle, but it rolled around, building.
Eventually it could no longer be contained within my stomach, and it started to move outwards.
My skin prickled and covered in the light sheen of sweat, coating the goose bumps which had spread over my entire body. I rode that cock harder still; my breasts bounced and my head thrown back as I moaned and whined. I was imagining Frank was fucking me. His cock inside me, his hand against my clit, pinching my nipples. I would arch my back against him, pressing into him, easing the ache and need building in me. I needed release; I felt like a coil being wound too tight, knowing that any second it could snap. I was panting, gasping for air and moaning as I ground down on that shaft. Riding it like a thoroughbred on race day. The finish line is in sight and I wanted to attain it, I NEEDED to attain it. My pussy was twitching and pulsing, the wetness staining the cushion beneath me.
It felt so good to have a full pussy as I orgasmed, I was thrown over the edge of bliss as my pussy was stretched and aching. Screaming out my completion, my cum gushed out I felt my entire body convulsing. My pussy clutched the cock inside, trying to milk it of the juices it expected even though I knew it wasn’t possible. After I had reached orgasm, my focus returned intensely to the duo on my bed.
“Tell me how you feel slut. Do you fucking love my cock.”
“Yes Sir, I fucking love your cock. It’s the best cock in the world. Please fuck me Sir. Fuck me hard.”
“Don’t you dare cum on me now you slut, I’m not done with you yet. You hear me?”
“I’m sorry Sir. But you fuck so good. You feel so good. I can’t help it. Please let me cum Sir. I beg you. I want to cream on your cock Sir.”
She screamed loudly again, unable to help herself, and Frank’s hand clamped over her mouth hard. She didn’t care, just rode out her orgasm, convulsing around his penis as her eyes roved back and forth.
“Uhh…Uhh…UHH!! You little slut. I told you to moan and not scream,” Frank grunted. Lara’s eyes widened as she felt Frank go still deep, deep inside her, his cock fully penetrating her pussy. Then – OOOHHH god! – he erupted inside her fuck-hole, filling her pussy with scalding seed…all as Frank groaned and collapsed on top of her, his testicles slapped against her inner thighs as he kept his shaft buried in her softness until the very last twitch and spasm had wrung his balls empty.
Finally, Frank untied her hands and rolled off her and passed out on the bed. Lara regained her sense of shame and quietly got off the bed after she untied her legs and made her way to the bathroom, got cleaned up, returned to the room and got dressed. My eyes were totally glued on her. As she made to leave the room, she turned to me and said,
“I’m so sorry Lisa. I hope you can forgive me.”
Then she turned around and left. I didn’t say anything to her. I had nothing to say. I felt sorry for her. I looked at Frank and I was filled with rage. Lara may have apologized, but I still didn’t feel better. I won’t rest until I got my revenge. Both Lara and Frank, they will pay for this. Especially Frank. Was my marriage over? What next?
To Be Continued……..……..… ©